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Minglang drank down the remaining few glasses of wine in one go, as if he had drunk it, and ordered a dozen more drinks when he was done.

Picking up a piece of thick paper to cover the cup again, smashing it hard, and said to Lao Wu: "Old Wu, we haven't had a drink yet!"

Lao Wu looked at him, why did he enter the city like Chen Huansheng?Helpless, I could only lift up the wine and take a sip with him.

Kan Qi looked at his drunken way of drinking, and said, "Hey, you're afraid you won't get drunk, right?"

"This wine is sweet, it doesn't taste like alcohol, and it won't get you drunk." Ming Lang said.

Kan Qi snorted and said, "You know, the biggest feature of this wine is that it is deceptive. The taste of Sprite conceals the spiciness of whiskey. No smell of wine doesn't mean you won't be drunk, and slightly sweet doesn't mean it's not strong. When you smell like alcohol, it means you are drunk."

"Get drunk when you get drunk..." Ming Lang didn't care.

He Yin cut a small piece of red velvet cake and handed it to Minglang: "Take a break and try a piece of our store's top dessert."

Minglang took the delicate and lovely piece of cake, took a bite, the soft and slightly sweet taste neutralized the taste of alcohol in his mouth, and asked, "You made it too?"

"No, my partner did it." He Yin said flatly.

Kan Qi laughed and said, "Oh~ it's really quick to change your mind. Last time I was here as a boyfriend, this time I became a 'partner'? So unfamiliar?"

"Old Kan, you're not as pushy as you are." He Yin pretended to be dissatisfied: "If the friendship is not established, the business is still there. Such a big store can't mess up the rhythm because of the termination of a relationship. It can only divide feelings and business into one." Second, both parties can obtain the greatest benefit, right?"

"I admire your way of doing business. Keep a clear head at all times. You and Jin Minhao are a strong team. This shop is indispensable. But if you want to always maximize your profits, you shouldn't be emotional This muddy water only increases troubles and wastes emotional output." Kan Qi said.

"The thing about love and love is a stroke of genius. No one is mentally prepared. Who dares to say that they can completely control their emotions? Pure nonsense! Desire, understand? This is a random play!"

"Then who is always by your side now?" Kan Qi asked with a smile.

"No one."

"Haha," Kan Qi raised his head and smiled, "I don't believe that your angry bird can hide for such a long time without making a fuss!"

"It's not idle, and it will find someone to release it every now and then when it's needed."

"Which family's little fresh meat is being harmed by you again? You are really full of people, even if you say you are a bus, he is a universal socket." Kan Qi sarcastically said.

"Hey! What is a disaster? People who are favored by this palace have to wake up laughing in the middle of the night!"

"Who is that?"

"Hey..." He Yin tilted his chin back and said, "It's him..."

It took Kan Qi a few seconds to react, and he hesitated: "You two are separated and still...are you still maintaining healthy and beneficial bed activities?"

"Physiological needs, this is the law of my life and I can't change it. Besides, isn't it a good thing to get what you need? It not only minimizes the economic cost, but also saves time and energy, and is familiar with each other's health. Condition and physical quality... Generally speaking, this is a safe and cost-effective way to detoxify." He Yin said in a consistent manner.

"I lost to you," Kan Qi couldn't help but lit a cigarette for himself: "You two really are like wildfires that can't be burned out, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates, and you have perfected each other to this point, admiration!"

"I'm very clear," He Yin said, "Physical cooperation is a mental exercise, and business cooperation is a mental one. I know exactly when I should change my format, and I won't confuse them."

"It can only be said that you two have made the best use of everything..." Kan Qi sighed.

Listening to the two of them talking, Mingming felt that they were surrounded by the shrewdness and indifference of businessmen.Is it because his previous life circle was too narrow and he didn't get in touch with this kind of social elite?Or are people in today's society already sensible enough to clearly separate the relationship between spirit and body?For the first time, he felt that he was a little ignorant and even low... because he couldn't do it.

At this moment, a tall and thin man walked over surrounded by brown spotlights. He was holding a large plate in his hand and came to their table with a professional smile.

"Braised lobster with sea salt." The man's voice was gentle and polite, which made people feel relaxed.

When Kan Qi saw who it was, he laughed immediately: "Hehe...you came just as soon as I mentioned you." He helped put the lobster on the table and said, "Come on, Minhao, sit down and have a drink with brother. "

Minglang carefully observes the person in front of him. He is gentle and introverted, even his smile is ready to be released. He is not as big and rough as some of them. He should be a person who likes to be quiet.

Minhao... Could it be the Jin Minhao they mentioned just now?

"Brother Qi." The man bent slightly, and his subtle movements could tell a person's self-cultivation.

He Yin moved into the love sofa calmly, and Jin Minhao naturally sat next to him.

Kan Qi poured him a glass of wine, the two clinked glasses and took a sip.

"When did Brother Qi come to Kunming?" Jin Minhao put down his glass and asked.

"Today," Kan Qi crossed his legs and put one hand on the back of the sofa, "Want to invite me to play?"

Jin Minhao bent his mouth slightly: "No date, you can't afford to lose, and I'm too embarrassed to win you again."

Kan Qi lowered his head and smiled: "It's been a long time, you beat me three or four times, remember that long!"

"Yeah, we've only fought three or four times together."

Listening to their chat, Minglang felt that Jin Minhao's pronunciation was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.What they say about playing is... playing basketball?

"Tomorrow, turn off all work, and I invite you to go to Haigeng for another fight." Kan Qi took the initiative to extend the invitation.

"No, I don't want to be called bastard again... pastry." Jin Minhao struggled to assemble before saying these four words.

He Yin interjected: "It's the bastard."

Just when Minglang was curious about the sport they were talking about, Kan Qi turned to him and said, "Minhao is very good at tennis. He used to be a professional player in Korea!"

As soon as Kan Qi mentioned Korea, Minglang suddenly realized that he was Korean!No wonder the accent is so awkward.Why does Kan Qi have all kinds of friends?The scope of his friendship is too wide, far beyond Ming Lang's imagination.

"Go," He Yin rubbed against Jin Minhao, "There won't be much going on in the store tomorrow."

"Just because you're fine doesn't mean I'm fine," Jin Minhao retorted, "Tomorrow my friend has ordered a wedding dessert, and I'm going to make a cake."

He Yin was doused with cold water, shrugged and said to Kan Qi: "You see, he always disrespects me anytime and anywhere, and he doesn't want to see my friends, how can we go on like this?"

Kan Qi said bluntly: "I still appreciate Min Hao's little arrogance that doesn't care about you!"

"Then I don't care about him..." He Yin said disdainfully.

"Really? Why do I think you only care about his little plug?"

Jin Minhao drank wine on his own, as if he couldn't hear the two people talking.He saw the bright face who had been sitting behind Kan Qi without speaking, took the initiative to refill his drink, and raised his glass: "Come on, handsome guy, my name is Jin Minhao, a Korean student studying abroad."

Minglang had seen handsome Korean men in the Korean dramas his mother watched before, he was tall and handsome, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, are all Korean men gentle and fashionable?He doesn't understand fashion trends, but somehow he feels that Jin Minhao is a delicate and connotative young man.

He picked up Kan Qi's whiskey and said, "My name is Ming Lang, and I'm... Brother Qi's younger brother."

"Little brother?" Jin Minhao squinted his eyes, looked at the wine in his hand, and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes: "It's nice to meet you, I come to sit here often when I have time."

"Haha... No, no, the consumption here is too, too high, I can't afford to sit." Minglang said honestly.

"It's okay, I invite you." Jin Minhao spoke with a sense of erratic air, and his eyes were intertwined with countless clues, which made Mingming a little confused under the dim light.

"What did you do before?" Jin Minhao asked.

"I've done everything, delivering, delivering couriers, running errands, repairing motorcycles..." Minglang never thought of hiding his low-level career, and of course, he didn't think there was anything to hide about his previous jobs.

"Do you always do this?" Jin Minhao asked.

"right……"

Before Minglang finished speaking, Kan Qi suddenly interjected, "Who said that? My little brother used to be an excellent special police officer in the armed police special police force of Yunnan Province!"

Ming Lang spat and said, "Why bring that up?"

Jin Minhao didn't understand the many prefixes, but he understood the words "Yunnan Province" and "SWAT".

"Is the special police a special police?" He didn't know how to explain it in Chinese, so he could only express it in English.

"Exactly! It's awesome!" Kan Qi was quite proud.

Jin Minhao didn't have too many facial expressions, and still said calmly: "It's really amazing!" He didn't continue to ask, and quietly finished the whiskey in the glass, saying: "You guys are chatting, I will continue Work, I have to work overtime today to finish tomorrow's wedding cake."

The people present were stunned.

"What I mean is," Jin Minhao glanced at Minglang, "I'll play with you guys tomorrow, and the time and place will be sent to my mobile phone." After speaking, he got up and left.

He Yin stroked his long hair, and said depressedly: "Why is he like burning bait, turning it over in a while?"

Kan Qi smiled without saying a word, picked up a lobster, peeled it, dipped it in mustard, and fed it to Ming Lang's mouth: "Open your mouth."

"If I want to eat it, I will... know how to peel it." With so many people present, he was ashamed and shameless himself!

"Open your mouth." Kan Qi repeated it patiently, and the shrimp had already touched Qing Lang's lips.

"Don't eat."

"If you grind again... I'll feed you with my mouth." Kan Qi warned him.

He really grasped Qingming's weakness to death, Qinglang squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "You are such a beast!" Then he opened his mouth helplessly and bit the shrimp meat into his mouth.

"..." Minglang doesn't know how to eat mustard. As soon as the lobster entered his mouth, the pungent mustard rushed straight to his head, as if he had been struck by lightning. His tears and nose flowed out of shock, but the fresh and tender shrimp meat was really delicious. , the soft and creamy taste makes people feel an inexplicable sense of happiness!It’s the first time I’ve eaten real big lobsters, it’s amazing!

"Delicious, right?"

"Hey, it's delicious!" Ming Lang said excitedly, as if he forgot the embarrassment just now.

"Then eat another one." Kan Qi gently picked up another shrimp.

He Yin, who was on the side, observed for a while, and said strangely, "Old Kan, when did you care so much about your little brother?"

"What's the matter? What truth do you see again?"

"Your behavior is abnormal. Is it the spring breeze to bring warmth or the intention of a drunkard?" He Yin looked at the delicate movements of his hands, and said: "You also peeled the shells of the shrimps yourself... the clothes are also peeled off?"

Hearing these words, he was so bright and ashamed that he wanted to get under the table. Why are all of Kan Qi's friends so incomprehensible like him...

Kan Qi leisurely continued with the action at hand: "You have seen all of this, and you have gained double titanium alloy dog ​​eyes in vain."

Only then did He Yin start to look at Minglang carefully, with that kind of dissecting eyes. He looked up and down several times, and Minglang was always awkward for him to look at.

"Well... According to the repeated scans of the male hormone electromagnetic waves I have read, this is a rare and good product, and it should be used and cherished. The identification is complete." He Yin concluded.

Kan Qi laughed and said, "Isn't that nonsense, but... don't even think about it!"

Kan Qi could see through He Yin's eagerness to carve up some benefits at a glance. With his friendship with He Yin, he could consider other people. If it was clear, there would be no way in the next life!

"Why? He looked like a plug. You two have conflicts in nature. How can you enjoy the joy of being together? Or are you old Kan..." He Yin glanced at Minglang with ulterior motives: "Willing to love yourself Broken third leg?"

"He Yin," Kan Qi asked with a smile, "When do you plan to pay back my 150 million?"

"Okay, okay, I don't ask, I don't ask." He Yin was killed by a killer, and murmured, "What kind of quality, you can always withdraw money..."

Kan Qi was too lazy to talk to him: "You make an appointment for tomorrow's Haigeng venue, just send me the time and place."

"You asked Minhao to play, why do you want me to book a venue?"

"Because the owner of that tennis court has been coveting your beauty for a long time, you can do something easily." Kan Qi said bluntly: "By the way, help me mix a glass of whiskey, you are good at it."

He Yin left, Minglang asked: "Are you really going to play tennis tomorrow?"

"Well," Kan Qi picked his chin: "I'll take you to play, so I won't be stuck in Xijiang all day, I'm so stupid!"

"I won't fight..."

"You man, I'll teach you." When Kan Qi spoke, nine out of ten sentences were dominant, and the domineeringness in his words was obvious.

Mingming is often confused by some of his casual arrogance, which makes him have the urge to pounce on him anytime and anywhere.He felt that there were too many aspects of Kan Qi that he had never seen before, his social circle, his friends, his past... His understanding of Kan Qi was not even as good as that of Lao Wu and the others.

Especially Kan Qi's living environment always makes Ming Lang feel out of reach. To put it bluntly, the closer he gets to know Kan Qi, the more he realizes that he is a bumpkin.This made him somewhat disappointed, because he felt that the gap between himself and Kan Qi was too great no matter what.

Minglang has been unable to control his wild thoughts during this time, and he likes to compare himself with the people around Kan Qi, just like taking turns to PK, not at all like the previous self, hell.Is this the case with all people in love?

Falling in love... He actually used such creepy words to describe his relationship with Kan Qi, it's scary...

The author has something to say:

I haven't slept well in the past three or four days, and I haven't slept well!Especially last night, I woke up six or seven times. Every time I fell asleep and woke up, I was thinking about Uncle Kan and Xiao Ming. Too many thoughts inevitably made me confused and lost my sense of direction.By the way, I also asked myself, are you so anxious about the number of hits?Can't you just let go and write? ? ?But the little ones can't do it!I also want Xiao Ming to maintain his original straightforwardness, but also want him to subvert his original personality and become a bit more explosive... I am entangled, I want to shit, who will save me~~~~~~~~~